ExiledInIllinois

And then... He had the nerve to pi ss it away!

I 2nd this motion.

Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name I play my part, and you play your game You give love a bad name, you give love a bad name.

***** the sheriff, I shot John Wayne Push him off the runaway train in the movie Shane Yeah me and that kid, um "What's his name?" That would be me, Young Zee from No Brain Smokin' pure from the health fodd store, While my ***** slaps cops like Zsa Zsa Gabor ***** with OUT's it's like those Islam brothers, We march through your hood with a million mutha*****as. So let's get high off the Fu-Gee-La When the east is in the house, like I'm Blahzay-blah

[Murder Ballads! I love murder ballads, got them in my head a mile long!] Easy, let's start simple: Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Alright. I'm goin down to shoot my old lady You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man. I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man...

One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all Go ask Alice When she's ten feet tall And if you go chasing rabbits And you know you're going to fall Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar Has given you the call To call Alice When she was just small When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving low Go ask Alice I think she'll know When logic and proportion Have fallen slowly dead And the White Knight is talking backwards And the Red Queen's off with her head Remember what the dormouse said "Feed your head, feed your head"

I think he died way too damn young! Signed, @Gugny @Chef Jim He didn't feel a day over 86 and was in the best shape of his life! ?

I like Roosevelt Franklin:

I will take, "Where is Exiled and His Wife DOESN'T Want to Know What You Did With Him" for $1,000 Alex.

Whiskey bottles and brand new cars Oak tree, you're in my way There's too much coke and too much smoke Look what's going on inside you Ooh, that smell Can't you smell that smell? Ooh, that smell The smell of death surrounds you, yeah

What is the difference between Apple tracking and Google?

He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way He had a boogie style that no one else could play He was the top man at his craft But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam It really brought him down because he couldn't jam The captain seemed to understand Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted a band And now the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B A-toot, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'im He makes the company jump when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B He was our boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a 'bzzz' bee And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B Toot-toot-toot, toot-diddelyada, toot-diddelyada Toot, toot, he blows it eight-to-the-bar He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'im A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B He puts the boys asleep with boogie every night And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright They clap their hands and stamp their feet Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat He really breaks it up when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B Da-dah-da-dah-da Da-dah-da-da-dah-da Da-dah-da-da-da A-a-a-and the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company

EDIT: Let me tag this ***** -er... So they get those pesky notifications! LoL... @Mike in Horseheads @BringBackFergy @Gugny

What's my line? I'm happy cleaning windows Take my time I'll see you when my love grows Baby don't let it slide I'm a working man in my prime Cleaning windows...

Lunatic fringe I know you're out there You're in hiding And you hold your meetings I can hear you coming We know what you're after We're wise to you this time We won't let you kill the laughter Lunatic fringe In the twilight's last gleaming This is open season But you won't get too far 'Cause you gotta blame someone For your own confusion But I'm on guard this time Against your final solution We can hear you coming No you're not going to win this time We can hear the footsteps Out along the walkway Lunatic fringe We all know you're out there Can you feel the resistance? Can you feel the thunder?

Don't runaway Midnight hideaway Don't you fade away 'Til the Morning light I see you from my window In the shadows of the night You're standing on Love Street On the beat, of better things Yeah, I'll see you standin' there You don't care, anymore And love in your life Stabbin' knife in my heart I see you from my window In the shadows of the night You're standing on Love Street On the beat, of better things Yeah, I see you from my window In the shadows of the night You're standing on Love Street On the beat, of better things I'll see you standin' there You don't care anymore And love in your life Stabbin' knife in my heart I see you from my window In the shadows of the night You're standing on Love Street On the beat, of better things I see you from my window In the shadows of the night You're standing on Love Street On the beat, of better things She might fade away, she might fade away She might fade away, she might fade away She might fade away, she might fade away She might fade away, she might fade away

@ShadyBillsFan

He wants to dream like a young manWith the wisdom of an old man.He wants his home and security,He wants to live like a sailor at sea.Beautiful loser, where you goona fall?You realize you just can't have it all.He's your oldest and your best friend,If you need him, he'll be there again.He's always willing to be second best,A perfect lodger, a perfect guest.Beautiful loser, read it on the wallAnd realize, you just can't have it all....you can't have it all, you can't have it all,Oh, oh, ... can't have it all.He'll never make any enemies,He won't complain if he's caught in a freeze.He'll always ask, he'll always say please.Beautiful loser, never take it all'cause it's easier, faster when you fall,You just don't need it allOh, oh, ... you just don't need it all.

...Well my father was a gambler down in Georgia And he wound up on the wrong end of gun And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus Rollin' down Highway 41 Lord, I was born a ramblin' man Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can When it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand That I was born a ramblin' man I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin' Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee They're always having a good time down on the bayou Lord, and Delta women think the world of me...

Just about a year ago, I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune, lookin' for a pot of gold Things got bad, and things got worse, I guess you will know the tune Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again Rode in on the Greyhound, I'll be walkin' out if I go I was just passin' through, must be seven months or more Ran out of time and money, looks like they took my friends Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again The man from the magazine said I was on my way Somewhere I lost connections, ran out of songs to play I came into town, a one night stand, looks like my plans fell through Oh ! Lord, Stuck in Lodi again Mmmm If I only had a dollar, for ev'ry song I've sung And ev'ry time I've had to play while people sat there drunk You know, I'd catch the next train back to where I live Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again Oh ! Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again Vid: Trib to the 173rd...

Is she really going out with him? Well, there she is, let's ask her Betty, is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing? Uhm, hmm Gee, it must be great riding with him Is he picking you up after school today? Uhm, umm By the way, where'd you meet him? I met him at the candy store He turned around and smiled at me You get the picture? Yes, we see That's when I fell for the leader of the pack My folks were always putting him down (Down, down) They said, he came from the wrong side of town (What you mean when you say that he came From the wrong side of town?) They told me, he was bad, but I knew he was sad That's why I fell for the leader of the pack One day my dad said, "Find someone new" I had to tell my Jimmy, we're through (What you mean when you say that You better go find somebody new?) He stood there and asked me why, all I could do was cry I'm sorry, I hurt you, the leader of the pack He sort of smiled and kissed me good-bye The tears were beginnin' to show As he drove away on that rainy night I begged him to go slow But whether he heard, I'll never know Look out, look out Look out, look out I felt so helpless, what could I do? Rememberin' all the things we'd been through At school they all stop and stare I can't hide the tears but I don't care I'll never forget him, the leader of the pack (Gone, gone, gone, gone) The leader of the pack, now he's gone (Gone) The leader of the pack, now he's gone (Gone, gone, gone, gone) The leader of the pack, now he's gone

I use Brave. It's Chromium based. DuckDuckGo for the searches in private tabs. Been using it for a while. 99.9% on mobile, my phone. I just can't find a way to import years of Chrome bookmarks. Do I need to be on desktop. Then sync in some kind of way. I have the bookmarks synced in my Google account. Just want to get then to the Brave Browser. The Brave Browser is identical to Chrome/Chromium, with a few different placements. EDIT: Oh... The Brave Browser screams, lightning fast over Chrome.

@BringBackFergy That's the 3 Floyds "Two Beer High Gear" stink eye!

Goodbye to all my friends at home Goodbye to people I've trusted I've got to go out and make my way I might get rich you know I might bet busted But my heart keeps calling me backwards As I get on the 707 Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes You know you got to go through hell Before you get to heaven Big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner 'Cause it's here that I've got to stay Touchin' down in New England town Feel the heat comin' down I've got to keep on keepin' on You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin' around And I'm goin' with some hesitation You know that I can surely see That I don't want to get caught up in any of that Funky sh it goin' down in the city Big ol' jet airliner Don't carry me too far away Oh, oh big ol' jet airliner 'Cause it's here that I've got to stay

Minimum wage and people's resistence to a fair wage? Just a stab in dark. Workers produce 6% more now than they are paid. Boom... There's your 6% equalizer?